" we scream high to the heavens "


hear us in our pains, in our joys, in our sorrows, and in our elation.

the feet shuffle along the ground. the darkness fleeting in the sunlight of our arrival.

who greets the morning?

in formation or individual, the power of communication remains true.

we scream high to the heavens,

a frequency which permeates the atmosphere above,

and seeks a noble understanding.

tonight's homework:

feel the love.